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I can't talk about Ingrid Goes West without spoilers. I can't believe how painful this movie is to watch or how painful it must be for Aubrey Plaza to look back on. No other movie has ever hurt anywhere near this much to watch.
Ingrid's mom died of a heart attack and left her a bunch of money. My dad died of a heart attack and left me a bunch of money. But Ingrid lost her best friend and I was spared that by not knowing my dad, and I got more money.
I remember why I stopped watching this the first time. It hurt to see a woman reminiscent of Digit suffer worse loss than me and get less money and be even more of an ostracized lonely piece of shit. More than that, it seemed like a lie. I thought the movie was lying by telling me a hot Digit-esque girl could be even more of an ostracized lonely piece of shit than me. It seemed like emotionally manipulative storytelling. I was so wrong and I hate myself as always.
I seriously just assumed this must *not* be one of those Aubrey Plaza works Digit found relatable and thus I would only hurt myself for no reason by watching it.
But after sticking with it, Ingrid has it so much worse than me, and not only that, but Digit could have had it just as bad and been just as depressed in the time I knew her, while I was writing this movie off as a lie. And not only that, but Digit might have gotten a worse ending. And not only that, but Aubrey Plaza definitely did get a worse ending.
I remember my first time starting to watch this, I thought: I empathize so much with this character but I'm not even empathizing with a real person, I'm empathizing with a charismatic actress who makes a lot of money and is widely beloved, but at least the actress is empathizing with real people to portray the character so well, but nah the actress is lying to pull my heartstrings.
But nah, the actress was doing very honest storytelling and I just never stop being a fucking idiot. I knew a hot Digit-esque girl, literally Digit in fact, going through worse shit than me, because we both felt ostracized and lonely and worthless but she also knew she was unable to save someone important to her. I was extremely aware of this at the time, thinking about it constantly, desperately trying to think of any way to make Digit happy, but I still couldn't believe a movie showing me how bad she might really feel. But now even the actress that played this character is probably in a worse situation than mine, not even playing a character in one, because like Digit, she also knows she was unable to save someone important to her. And this fucking beautiful movie was her trying to save people from this exact thing. And I didn't give it another chance until this late. Fuck.
Digit and Aubrey Plaza usually look different but there are these moments where they look almost the same, for real. Not sure what to say about that. Makes sense she used reaction gifs of her all the time.
All the characters in this movie are so compelling. Great cast.
I can't tell if the movie's relationship with cocaine was normalizing it or not. It showed it alongside weed at one point as if they're similar. But it's not showing these people as having great lives while doing it. I guess I'm paranoid about the subtext with stuff like this because I hate that all the women I've been with or been friends with have been into occasional drugs harder than weed and other dumb shit like that instead of trying to survive. At least none of them are addicts I guess. That's lucky. Digit might be better than the others, idk if she ever did anything that wasn't prescribed or needed for physical pain or at least well researched and planned out to use.
I should stop typing about this movie now before this becomes even more of an overly long weird schizo post.
I hope Digit is alive and I can still have a chance to try to be helpful in my life. I hope Aubrey Plaza can still feel happiness in her life. Will continue with the rest of her and Baena's filmographies while assuming nothing else in there can possibly be this painful to watch.
Ingrid's mom died of a heart attack and left her a bunch of money. My dad died of a heart attack and left me a bunch of money. But Ingrid lost her best friend and I was spared that by not knowing my dad, and I got more money.
I remember why I stopped watching this the first time. It hurt to see a woman reminiscent of Digit suffer worse loss than me and get less money and be even more of an ostracized lonely piece of shit. More than that, it seemed like a lie. I thought the movie was lying by telling me a hot Digit-esque girl could be even more of an ostracized lonely piece of shit than me. It seemed like emotionally manipulative storytelling. I was so wrong and I hate myself as always.
I seriously just assumed this must *not* be one of those Aubrey Plaza works Digit found relatable and thus I would only hurt myself for no reason by watching it.
But after sticking with it, Ingrid has it so much worse than me, and not only that, but Digit could have had it just as bad and been just as depressed in the time I knew her, while I was writing this movie off as a lie. And not only that, but Digit might have gotten a worse ending. And not only that, but Aubrey Plaza definitely did get a worse ending.
I remember my first time starting to watch this, I thought: I empathize so much with this character but I'm not even empathizing with a real person, I'm empathizing with a charismatic actress who makes a lot of money and is widely beloved, but at least the actress is empathizing with real people to portray the character so well, but nah the actress is lying to pull my heartstrings.
But nah, the actress was doing very honest storytelling and I just never stop being a fucking idiot. I knew a hot Digit-esque girl, literally Digit in fact, going through worse shit than me, because we both felt ostracized and lonely and worthless but she also knew she was unable to save someone important to her. I was extremely aware of this at the time, thinking about it constantly, desperately trying to think of any way to make Digit happy, but I still couldn't believe a movie showing me how bad she might really feel. But now even the actress that played this character is probably in a worse situation than mine, not even playing a character in one, because like Digit, she also knows she was unable to save someone important to her. And this fucking beautiful movie was her trying to save people from this exact thing. And I didn't give it another chance until this late. Fuck.
Digit and Aubrey Plaza usually look different but there are these moments where they look almost the same, for real. Not sure what to say about that. Makes sense she used reaction gifs of her all the time.
All the characters in this movie are so compelling. Great cast.
I can't tell if the movie's relationship with cocaine was normalizing it or not. It showed it alongside weed at one point as if they're similar. But it's not showing these people as having great lives while doing it. I guess I'm paranoid about the subtext with stuff like this because I hate that all the women I've been with or been friends with have been into occasional drugs harder than weed and other dumb shit like that instead of trying to survive. At least none of them are addicts I guess. That's lucky. Digit might be better than the others, idk if she ever did anything that wasn't prescribed or needed for physical pain or at least well researched and planned out to use.
I should stop typing about this movie now before this becomes even more of an overly long weird schizo post.
I hope Digit is alive and I can still have a chance to try to be helpful in my life. I hope Aubrey Plaza can still feel happiness in her life. Will continue with the rest of her and Baena's filmographies while assuming nothing else in there can possibly be this painful to watch.